Not by God’s Will have they crucified their own Souls, but by their own choices.
I was Born in Darkness by the Almighty for one purpose.
To torment and torture those that are evil for all eternity.
I am a burning fire. But I do not consume.
I was born in Hell. Raised by the Almighty. An avenger for those that have been wronged.
There are many appellations for where I reside.
Some call it Hades; others call it Gehenna; some call it Sheol. Others… Niflheim, Diyu, Xibalba, Naraka, Jigoku.
There are so many names.
There is no joy to be found in my nether world. All I can hear is the weeping and gnashing of teeth.
From century to century; from millennium to millennium; from eternity to eternity; they lie down in a place of pain.
And to compound the terror… The damned know that it will never end.
I do not discriminate nor do I feel compassion.
I never tire or grow old.
A Crusader for Righteousness.
A Protector of Godly Values.
Cries of mercy go unheeded. There is no escape from my flame.
Every road has a destination. And all roads come to an end.
I am not a threat but a warning.
Every road has a destination. And all roads come to an end.
I am beyond the vale of tears, beyond the gates of hell.
In a fiery graveyard you’ll find me as ghosts dance around.
A dance of pain. A dance of regret.
I am the Second Death.
I was born in the womb of Darkness for just one purpose. To fulfill Scripture; People will reap what they sow.
Born in Darkness… hidden.
Born in Darkness… a sight so frightful to behold.
I know of no other life than the one that God gave me.
There is no other purpose for my existence than the one I have.
Born in the shadows… a tool that serves His Will.
Mockery, ridicule, lies, hatred, slaughter of the innocent… an unending number of affronts to Almighty God.
The walking dead are led around on a leash by their own passions, and it clouds their judgements.
They have crafted a guillotine with their own hands. They are the architects of their own destruction.
They have placed a crown of fiery thorns on their heads.
They have erected and nailed themselves to their own burning cross.
They have crucified their own Souls.
The road is narrow and only a few arrive safely. Many a winding turn… has led many people astray.
Kingdoms topple. Leaders change. One history page after another is turned. In a world of inconsistency, I remain the same.
A bedrock of consistency, a fortress, tirelessly doing the Will of the Almighty.
I burn endlessly.
Was the table set too high for them?
Was it out of their reach?
Be careful, lest you fall prey to the devil’s snares.
Who can live with fire? Who can live with an everlasting flame?
You have only one opportunity to find the Light of Creation.
Those that fail to find that Light will never have that opportunity again.
They will go blindly into a future world where there is no God.
What awaits them is darkness and me.
They will be like dry twigs that kindle a fire, wood in a fireplace. But they will not be consumed.
An unending night awaits them, and only my flame breaks through the darkness that surrounds them. I will be the only light that they ever get to see.
I am a light of pain. A light of torment.
A light so horrible that I was hidden in Darkness.
I was born in Hell. Created by the Almighty. An Avenger for those that have been wronged.
I am a soldier passionately administering Justice.
A warrior for Holiness.
A gladiator for Truth.
God chiseled me into existence from nothing.
I know of no other life than the one I have.
I know of no other existence or purpose.
I am an Eternal Flame. An Everlasting Fire.
I am the Instrument that He Chose to fulfill His Justice.
Better to have never been born, than to meet me.
Dt. 32: 22 “For by my wrath a fire is enkindled that shall rage to the depths of the nether world.”
Ps. 21: 10 “At the time of your coming you will drive them into a furnace. Then the Lord’s anger will consume them, devour them with fire.”
Ps. 112: 10 “The wicked shall be angry to see this; they will gnash their teeth and waste away; the desires of the wicked come to nothing.”
Is. 33: 14 “On Zion sinners are in dread, trembling grips the impious: ‘Who of us can live with the consuming fire? Who of us can live with the everlasting flames?’”
Is. 66: 24 “They shall go out and see the corpses of the men who rebelled against me; Their worm shall not die, nor their fire be extinguished; and they shall be abhorrent to all mankind.”
Is. 50: 11 “All of you kindle flames and carry about you fiery darts; Walk by the light of your own fire and by the flares you have burnt! This is your fate from my hand: you shall lie down in a place of pain.”
Jb. 7: 9 “As a cloud dissolves and vanishes, so he who goes down to the nether world shall come up no more.”
Ez. 22: 21 “When I have assembled you I will blast you with the fire of my anger and smelt you with it.”
1 Sm. 2: 9 “He will guard the footsteps of his faithful ones, but the wicked shall perish in the darkness. For not by strength does man prevail.”
Mal. 3: 19 “For lo, the day is coming, blazing like an oven, when all the proud and all evildoers will be stubble, And the day that is coming will set them on fire…”
Mal. 1: 6 “A son honors his father, and a servant fears his master; If then I am a father, where is the honor due to me? And if I am a master, where is the reverence due to me? …”
The story will be continued in The Flame 4
Fictional stories by John Saccone 
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